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Chapter 1923

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    Lin Xianyu started writing very quickly and quickly painted what he wanted to draw. Strictly speaking, according to the old lady Dongfang, Lin Xianyu's painting skills were at the level of a craftsman at most, and he only had a good hand.

    Fortunately, there are no real masters of calligraphy and painting among this lady, and Lin Xianyu chose such a theme cleverly.

    After Lin Xianyu finished his first painting, it was a fisherman with a pot of wine and a fishing pole. How many people are like Nong in the world?

    Lin Xianyu carefully put the painting aside, and then began to paint the second painting, while many ladies of the ladies had just begun to paint.

    The whispers among the crowd naturally fell into the eyes of many ladies. As soon as they looked up, they could see that Lin Xianyu already had a finished product. They were a little panicked. Lin Xianyu actually wrote like this.  Quickly, and just by looking at it, you can tell that the painting is really not bad.

    However, Lin Xianyu still ignored the comments and gazes from the outside world and continued to draw the second painting. This second painting was naturally a woodcutter.

    ¡°Then there was a farmer and a scholar.

    Everyone was a little confused at first, but when they saw Lin Xianyu finish the second painting, they roughly understood Lin Xianyu's theme this time.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? While many ladies of the ladies were in a state of panic when they saw Lin Xianyu's paintings one after another, but when they thought of the power of Lin Xianyu on the instrument, they relaxed a lot, and went to paint their own.

    Although Lin Xianyu painted quickly, no matter how fast she was, she still had to draw four paintings. By the time Lin Xianyu was halfway through the fourth painting, the last girl's painting was almost completed, and it seemed that there was only one painting at this time.  The incense stick was exhausted, but Lin Xianyu continued painting very calmly, as if he didn't care about the time at all.

    And the paintings painted by other girls were put on the display stand one by one for everyone to watch.

    Lin Xianyu finally finished the last painting, fishermen, woodcutter, farmers and readers.

    Lin Xianyu looked at it, frowned, then picked up his pen and wrote poems on each of the four paintings.

    The moon is bright, the boat is on the boat, and the reed flowers are in the shallow water.  Fish don't have deep sorrow, they are just happy.

    Yunshan is cut through, pick this shoulder.  Leave that new pine to grow taller.

    A plow of spring rain brings thousands of acres of autumn wind.  Hitting the soil and singing, whose credit is it?

    The thorns hang from the beams, and the fireflies reflect the snow.  The ideal of attainment is combined with the thought, and the poverty of poverty leads to purity.

    ("Four Poems on Fishermen, Woodcutter and Farmers" Ming Dynasty: Ren Huan)

    Then he carefully took out his private seal, stamped it, and then asked the eunuch to present his completed work.

    Once these four independent yet interrelated paintings were put up, no one paid attention to the paintings of other girls.

    ¡°After all, little girls usually paint either landscapes or flowers and birds, or at most courtyards and the like, but Lin Xianyu¡¯s meaning is far-reaching.

    What¡¯s more, they had never heard of these four poems, and they thought they were Lin Xianyu¡¯s original works.

    Originally, Lin Xianyu had not written poetry for a long time. They thought that Lin Xianyu's previous poems were just a flash of inspiration, and now she had exhausted her talent. However, they did not expect that Lin Xianyu didn't know how to write poetry, she just didn't write it.

    "Interesting, little girl from the Lin family, can you tell me what you think of this fisherman, woodcutter and farmer?"

    The emperor looked at Lin Xianyu. Although she expressed that she had no interest in the throne or power, that she longed for a secluded life and did not want to get involved in fights, the emperor's interest in Lin Xianyu became even stronger.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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